Dag Hammarskjold Quotes

Constant attention by a good nurse may be just as important as a major operation by a surgeon.

Dag Hammarskjold

Pray that your loneliness may spur you into finding something to live for, great enough to die for.

Dag Hammarskjold

The only kind of dignity which is genuine is that which is not diminished by the indifference of others.

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The more we do, the more we can do; the more busy we are, the more leisure we have.

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Pray that your loneliness may spur you into finding something to live for, great enough to die for.

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Never look down to test the ground before taking your next step; only he who keeps his eye fixed on the far horizon will find his right road

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In the point of rest at the center of our being, we encounter a world where all things are at rest in the same way. Then a tree becomes a mystery, a cloud a revelation, each man a cosmos of whose riches we can only catch glimpses. The life of its simplicity is simple, but it opens to us a book in which we never get beyond the first syllable.

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Fatigue dulls the pain, but awakes enticing thoughts of death. So! that is the way in which you are tempted to overcome your loneliness -- by making the ultimate escape from life. -- No! It may be that death is to be your ultimate gift to life: it must not be an act of treachery against it.

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Never measure the height of a mountain until you have reached the top. Then you will see how low it was.

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Do not seek death. Death will find you. But seek the road which makes death a fulfillment.

Dag Hammarskjold

Pray that your loneliness may spur you into finding something to live for, great enough to die for.

Dag Hammarskjold

Maturity: among other things, the unclouded happiness of the child at play, who takes it for granted that he is at one with his play-mates.

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Forgiveness is the answer to the child's dream of a miracle by which what is broken is made whole again, what is soiled is again made clean.

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So rests the sky against the earth. The dark still tarn in the lap of the forest. As a husband embraces his wife's body in faithful tenderness, so the bare ground and trees are embraced by this still, high, light of the morning.
I feel an ache of longing to share in this embrace, to be united and absorbed. A longing like carnal desire, but directed towards earth, water, sky, and returned by the whispers of the trees, the fragrance of the soil, the caresses of the wind, the embrace of water and light. Content? No, no, no -- but refreshed, rested -- while waiting.